<span style='color:red'><span style='font-size:14pt;line-height:100%'>Mature content </span></span> Timestamp mia 24 81380 IC: Jyhum walked over the rocky path, the winds whipping at him and blowing snow into him. <span style='color:blue'>Of all the vokcing days to have to cross this</span> He muttered to himself, punching part of the mountain and making a small dent, continuing on the path. <span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class='ooc'><tr><td>Can't think, too tired</td></tr></table>
a pair of black and yellow eyes scaned the snow covered terrain. she shivered slightly as her hood was blown down at the changing winds. she ignored it pieces of hair whipping around. she hugged the black cloack closer to herself and put her head down as she walked not paying attention to the deserted air in frount of her.
Jyhum kept walking, not noticing the other pendragon in his way. He bumped into her, knocking them both down onto the cold ground. <span style='color:blue'>Sorry</span> He said, getting up and offering the other dragon a hand up.
she looked up at the male offering a hand to her. she took it and pulled her self up. "rrr thanks... oh and sorry..." she blushed although you would never know from under her dark fur.
<span style='color:blue'> What is a pendragon like you doing up here?</span> He asked, looking her over once and letting go of her hand, waiting for her to answer. He wasn't in a talkative mood, it was too cold and his wings were killing him
she glaired at him " a pendragon like me?! whats that suppose to mean?" she wasn't weak... the black fire between the twin tail blades burned with the intensity of her biulding anger.
<span style='color:blue'>I ment such a pretty one</span> He said, smiling at her and seeing the tail blades, noting not to piss her off if he wanted to have a injury free day. He had ment what he said, although her interpretation was a little off and pissed her off.
a look of shock took over her eyes then she blushed. she relaxed slightly only to tense at the cold wind. she looked at the ground unsure of what too say. "uhhh... sooo ... i guess.."
<span style='color:blue'>Not used to being called that are you?</span> He said, smiling and flapping his wings a little.
she shook her head slightly "uhh are you cold? i saw a selter a little that way if you are..." she smiled a very small smile.
<span style='color:blue'> Fine with me, I'm freezing my wings of out here</span> He replied, waiting for her to show the way.
without hesitation iyoj turned and walked towards the shelterit wasn't to far. in a matter of about 5 minuets they reached the shelter "here it is!" she said loudly so he could hear her over the harsh winds. she ducked and walked into the back and sat on ther ground.
iyoj felt his gaze upon her she looked towards him and the sides of her mouth twitched "i'm up here looking for things to draw " as she warmed up she got more comfortable with the situation. she leaned back putting her hands behind her. she tilted her head to the side "why are you up here?"
<span style='color:blue'>Because I wanted to be, except the stupid storm decided to come up now. </span> He said, watching her mouth twitch. <span style='color:purple'>Why is your mouth twitching, and two, what type of things do you draw?</span>
<span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class='ooc'><tr><td>haven't you ever read a book and the side of a persons mouth twitchs into a smile?</td></tr></table> she nodded then replied "because im tring to smile but its to cold... and i draw anything really... mostly stuff in my life... "
iyoj looked to the ground. "well... like.." she looked back to him "my frist day fo school... or when i meet someone new and interesting... really anything that inspires me"
<span style='color:blue'>Do you have any with you?</span> He asked, interested in seeing her talent for it.
she nodded slipping her back pack off and taking out a setch pad. she flipped it open to the frist page. it was a girl in a courtyard. she didn't really know who it was... but it was... interesting. she handed him the sketch pad and looked a the roof of the shelter.
